nded from the
walls; the man who before was half dead had much joy therefrom. In this
way he sang every evening.

CHAPTER LXXXVII. THE LADY SPES

There was a very distinguished lady in that town, the owner of a
large establishment, very rich and highly born. Her name was Spes. Her
husband's name was Sigurd; he too was wealthy, but of lower birth than
she was. She had been married to him for his money. There was not much
love between them, and the marriage was thought an unhappy one. She was
very proud, and had much dignity.

One evening when Thorsteinn was diverting himself she happened to pass
along the street near the dungeon and heard singing so sweet that she
declared she had never heard the like. She was walking with several
retainers, and told them to go in and find out who it was that had such
a magnificent voice. They called out and asked who was there in such
close confinement. Thorsteinn told his name. Spes said:

"Are you as good at other things as you are at singing?"

He said there was not much in that.

"What have you done," she asked, "that they should torture you here to
death?"

He said he had killed a man and avenged his brother; "but I have no
witness to prove it," he said; "so I have been put here unless some one
comes to release me, of which there seems little hope, since I have no
relations here."

"A great loss would it be if you were killed," she said. "Was your
brother then a man of such renown, he whom you avenged?"

Thorsteinn said he was half as good a man again as himself.

She asked what token there was of that. Then Thorsteinn spoke this
verse:

"Goddess of rings! No eight could meet him,
or gain the sword from his vanquished hand.
Brave was Grettir; his foemen doughty
severed the hand of the ruler of ships."

Those who understood the song declared that it told of great nobility.
When she heard that she asked:

"Will you receive your life at my hands if the choice is offered you?"

"Indeed I will," he said, "if this companion of mine sitting here
is released along with me. If not, we must both remain sitting here
together."

She answered: "I think you are more worth paying for than he is."

"However that may be," he said, "either we both of us come out from here
together or neither of us comes out."

So she went to the Varangians' quarters and asked for the release of
Thorsteinn, offering money. They agreed. With her interest and her
wea